cakes.....the dresses are Mrs.Bugosi's revolutionary new creations - they fold up into little curlers that Juneee wears on the back of her head.....that way she has a change of clothing while keeping her hair in shape!.....
Hanne.....'Heroine' is the word....

Yes-more or less....Hippolytus took a break from his picture sorting to turn the cast-iron wheel that serves to hoist the ladder up.....as uncle gets nearer, he shouts - "mind your heads" and "passports please" as a precaution against cracked skulls and illegal aliens.......

Junee's not comfortable wearing her space-helmet....says it messes up her hair.....
The Jetson's are really getting on my nerves - they just keep on passing by, laughing!......
.....and, double-batter - you'll just have to eat the sugar-snaps now.....our journey is not yet over.....

After Juneee's dramatic (or not) rescue by the brave, fearless, daring (or not) Kaleidoboy, Uncle Adonis and I helped her aboard the Uncleship - which is Adonis' own spacecraft-thingy, brought over by Kaleidodaddy........
For such an exciting photo opportunity, Juneee managed a quick costume change, as she said she wanted to "look the tart".........or was it "look the part"?........
We now continue the triumphant journey home........(with Bubba still in tow.......I think)......